Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2012 14:26:06 +0100 (BST)
From: Gee LEES
Subject: UNEXPECTED VISITOR 4
UNEXPECTED VISITOR 4
This is the latest of a series of stories based on an experience I had some
years ago. I hope you enjoy it. If you do, please remember to donate to
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So, part 4:
I slept well, and didn't wake up until gone 8 the following morning. As I
came round, I felt my morning piss-hard as usual and then suddenly realised
that I needed to get up and ready for Axel, who was going to call as soon
as he was ready for his next day touring London. After my first piss, I
brewed some tea and then made for the toilet where I shaved, showered and
douched ready for whatever came along during the day. Thinking of Axel and
all we had done in the first couple of days, I soon got hard, and was
tempted to have a wank before dressing. However, sense prevailed, and I
decided that I needed all my energy for later, so finished my ablutions and
donned clothes suitable for touring the sights of central London on a hot
sunny day: T-shirt and Cargo shorts, with sandals. As usual, I went
"commando", and wore a cock ring to make me feel that bit raunchier.
As I made toast and coffee, the phone rang and I hesitated before
answering, in case it was someone who might interfere with my arrangements
with Axel. However, I finally picked the phone up and was glad I did: it
was our bus conductor friend, who introduced himself as Wayne and said he
would love to meet up with us later. He was off duty after midday, so was
free for the afternoon. Confident that Axel would be up for a meet with
this good looking guy, I suggested two o'clock would be a good time for him
to come around, and he readily agreed.
I hadn't arranged a specific time for Axel to call, thinking he might want
a lie-in after the last couple of days exertions and knowing that his Aunt
would want some time with him, so spent the time catching up on messages
and post and household chores that had been neglected since the arrival of
my young Danish friend. It was just before ten when the doorbell rang and
I opened the door to a smiling fresh faced Axel, looking as sexy and horny
as ever in a white T-shirt and well-fitting khaki cargo shorts. He was
obviously going commando, as I admired the outline of his substantial cock
down his left thigh. As he came through the door, he gave me a tight hug
and planted a deep kiss in my mouth. Breaking for breath, I asked him
whether he had slept well, and he said he had, but had missed my company
overnight. I made coffee and told him about Wayne's call. He was excited
at the prospect of a three-some with this handsome West Indian, and we
agreed that we should just see how things developed. We sat in the garden
with our coffee and enjoyed the warmth of yet another hot summer day,
chatting about nothing in particular but conscious that we both fancied the
pants off each other.
Soon, Axel's five or so inches of soft cock was visibly increased, and my
own cock responded. Seeing my tits protruding through my T-shirt, he leant
over and tweaked them, knowing what my reaction would be. I leant towards
him and pulled him to me for a deep kiss, putting my arms around his neck
and holding him to me. He responded by grabbing my crotch and pulling me
up, so it was right in front of his face, and would have pulled my shorts
down if I hadn't stopped him: "Slow down Tiger! We need to go inside."
Keeping his hand on my crotch, he pulled me indoors and, as soon as we were
no longer in danger of being overlooked, he leant over, pulled my fly
buttons open and took my cock deep into his mouth. The feel of his mouth
engulfing my cock, his hands pulling my balls to him and the sight of his
arse with his shorts just showing the start of his crack was bliss, and I
grabbed his arse and pulled him into me so my cock was right to the back of
his throat. I soon felt that I would reach the point of no return if I
wasn't careful, so pulled out of his mouth, lifted him up and planted my
tongue deep in his mouth, at the same time unbuttoning his shorts and
pulling them over his now full 9" erection. I knelt to take his cock in my
mouth, letting my tongue explore his piss-slit and around his foreskin,
savouring the lovely fresh taste with just a hint of a recent piss. I
licked down the shaft, and to his balls and under them before returning to
engulf his cock fully. I moved my hands up to Axel's tits and played with
them, gently at first but then increasingly harder, knowing that it would
bring him to an early climax. I eased my mouth off his cock, still
maintaining the pressure on his tits and said: "come on: fill my mouth with
your spunk". He pushed his cock back into my mouth, and I soon sensed he
was ready to blow his load down my throat. I grabbed his balls and pulled
him into me, as shots of thick creamy spunk hit the back of my mouth and
shot down my throat. I continued to suck his cock head until the last
drops of cum were drawn out of him, and I looked up hoping that there might
be more to come. He looked down and recognised the plea in my eyes, and
slowly released a flow of hot, fresh piss, which I gulped down eagerly. As
he eased off, he pulled his softening cock out of my mouth, pulled me up to
him and we shared a deep kiss, enjoying the tastes of our lovemaking. I
took him by the hand and led him to bed, to get our breath back and rest
after this great start to what was to become an eventful day.
We must have fallen asleep, as I came around to realise that Axel was
spooned behind me with a firm cock pressing against my arse. I wondered
how he managed to be so horny for so much of the time, then remembered what
I was like at that age, and understood! I slipped out of bed, and went to
prepare coffee before going to the bathroom for a shower and douche in
anticipation of whatever might happen when Wayne arrived. When I'd
finished, I woke Axel up from his sleep, and he went to the bathroom to
freshen up and prepare for what we both hoped would be an exciting
afternoon. Meanwhile, I tidied up the bedroom, and placed lube, poppers
and tissues in discreet but convenient places, just in case they were
needed later!
Axel returned to the kitchen looking as sexy as ever, and we sat to drink
our coffee as we waited the arrival of Wayne. He was quite relaxed and
unconcerned, and chatted about what Wayne might be like, and what he might
want to do with us. I suggested that he might not be into the rude sex we
were into, and would perhaps have to be a bit more restrained, to which he
responded that he would soon see to that! As it turned out, Axel was
right, and the afternoon was quite something, as Part 5 will recount!